On Tour with Live, Love, Repeat (Milestones Book 1) by JD Corbett and Giveaway

I’m nearing 40 (shut up. Whatever nice thing y’all are about to say, don’t. I’m still trying to understand how I feel about it. I’m slow. Don’t push me.) I’m all lost in this whirlwind of stuff (new house, preparing for a new job, trying to change the game with my books, my boy, and the list could go on) while days are, using my buddy Keith’s words, going by like a hand in the window as the car goes by (sing it, I am). One day, all this will be settled. It won’t be a whirlwind but a breeze. Mh. How about that? How will I be at that point? I think what is interesting about this book is where the Heroin is in her life. What do we do when we’re finally at that point of peace we only dreamed for so long?

The book is Live, Love, Repeat (Milestones Book 1) by JD Corbett, a Contemporary Romance Novel.

Synopsis.

Over the last 25 years, Liz Banner’s life has grown stagnant. Not that she hasn’t loved being a stay-at-home wife and mother, but she didn’t mean to lose herself in the process. And after surviving the most challenging time in her life, Liz realizes that life is too short, and second chances don’t come around very often.

With a milestone birthday approaching, Liz is determined to live a little. And when her best friend, Anne, gifts her a ticket for a 10-day luxury cruise, Liz decides it’s the perfect excuse to experience new things, and just take some time to relax with some of her favorite women. But her idea of a relaxing vacation gets thrown overboard when a few surprise guests make an appearance and attempt to win their way back into Liz’s heart.

Liz feigned shock. “Excuse me, but are you implying that I’ve become boring?”

Anne laughed heartily. “Your words!”

Liz placed a hand on her chest, still acting offended.

“Well, I did have to practically beg you come on the cruise with me,” Anne said, averting eye contact with Liz.

“You bought me a ticket for my birthday! Of course, I was going to agree to go.”

Anne shrugged a shoulder. “I was just saying that reading about burping babies and sex once a year on your anniversary got a little stale.” Anne sipped her wine, then muttered, “A lot less fun than reading about your best shag partner, anyway.”

Liz’s eyes widened but she had no retort. Anne was right. But adulthood was relatively boring. She peered out to the crashing waves. “I think I saw him today. In Atlanta.”

Anne’s eyebrows knit together. “Who? Your best shag mate?” She giggled at her own joke and took another swig from her glass.

“Seriously.”

“Seriously your best shag mate?”

Liz playfully patted Anne’s shoulder. “His name is James!”

“James. Shag Master. Whatever. When you were seeing him, the sex was all you wrote about.”

Liz rolled her eyes then nodded slightly, silently admitting to the accusation. “Okay, yes, he was incredible. But that wasn’t the only thing that was perfect between us. And after he left, I don’t think there was a day that went by that I didn’t think about him.”

“That was so long ago, Liz.”

“I know. But every once in awhile, I wonder ‘what if’, you know? Not that you can live your life always thinking about the ‘what could have beens’. But sometimes I wonder if he would have stayed, if we would have lasted. I think we both knew in the back of our minds that it would be short term. No commitments. Maybe that’s what made our relationship so amazing.” Liz stared blankly out onto the horizon, lost in the past. “If he had stayed, we probably wouldn’t have lasted. That’s what I’ve spent the last 30 years convincing myself of anyway.”

\Anne sighed and dramatically said, “Alas, we may never know. But I do know that any man would be a complete prat to leave you under any other circumstances.” Anne held her glass up. “Cheers.”

“Cheers.” Liz tapped her glass to Anne’s. “And cheers to us turning 50!”

“Absolutely cheers to that! To our birthday cruise.” They clinked glasses again then both sat in silence, taking in the peaceful sound of the waves hitting the sand.

About the Author

Jen Drapp, who writes under the name of J.D. Corbett, was raised in Charleston, South Carolina. As a girl, she was obsessed with learning and reading about historical and fictional characters; one of her favorites being Scarlett O’Hara. Jen has always loved writing, whether it was short stories about made-up worlds or even essays for school. She has recently had two contemporary romances published and continues to learn and grow as an author. Jen currently lives in Northern Virginia with her husband, daughter, and a 15-year old very fat cat.